Mark Cohen & Joanne Jefferson (Anthony Rapp and Tracie Thoms) — Tango Maureen

The samples won't delay but the cable
There's another way, say something, anything
Test, one, two, three, anything but that
This is weird, it's weird
Very weird, fuckin' weird
I'm so mad that I don't know what to do
Fighting with microphones
Freezing down to my bones
And to top it all off I'm with you

Feel like going insane?
Got a fire in your brain?
And you're thinking of drinking gasoline?

As a matter of fact, honey, I know this act
It's called the ' Tango Maureen '
The ' Tango Maureen '
It's a dark, dizzy merry-go-round
As she keeps you dangling
You're wrong, you're heart she is mangling
It's different with me
And you toss and you turn'
Cause her cold eyes can burn
Yet you yearn and you churn and rebound
I think I know what you mean
The 'Tango Maureen'

По крайней мере, я буду танцевать
Танго Морин,
Будешь танцевать, пока твоя дива так хочет.
Ты претворяется, что веришь ей,
Потому что в конце ты не сможешь её оставить,
Но рано или поздно, это произойдет,
А ты всё ещё будешь играть в дурачка,
Пока из тебя не вытянут все соки.

Танго Морин!